"So," I start, putting my knife and fork together, pushing my plate away from me as I straighten myself up in my chair. "When do we go?"
Right on queue Valerian flicks back the cuff of his sleeve to reveal a glistening black watch, eyeing over it once, then twice before his eyes meet mine. Giving an affirmative nod as he rises from his seat, picking up my plate as he goes.
"Now, if you are ready, Princess? I don't mean to rush you, but the others have been... eagerly awaiting your presence," he says, slowing to chew over some of his words for long enough to make me believe that it is not the good kind of 'eager' he is referring to.
But I am going to have to meet the other Lords and Ladies at some point down here.
So gingerly, I return his nod, patting my stomach with my fingers, happy to finally have a good substantial meal in my stomach, and not be rip roaringly drunk. At least that's one thing I have going for me.
